Storm's Edge

A road stretched thin, where twilight breaks, Beneath the clouds, the thunder wakes. The golden glow, a fleeting spark, Splits the heavens, fierce and stark.

Electric whispers in the air, A storm’s breath tangles everywhere. On the horizon, dark and bright, A dance of fury, shadow, light.

Each step ahead, a choice unknown, Through tempest winds, we walk alone. Yet beauty blooms where chaos looms, A storm reborn, and hope resumes.